Fuck.(is the name of this piece but the website won't let me publish it as that since it has already been used)

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Poetry written in 2011

Submitted: November 14, 2013

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I used to believe that moving passed you would involve falling out of love with you; 

but now kissing your face- even touching your arms- leaves me exhausted. 

I love you so much I never want to see you, again.


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